Royally Screwed Book Novels & Stories

AUTHOR’S NOTE If you’re here for polite romance, fade-to-black sex, or anything resembling manners… close this book right now and go clutch your pearls somewhere else, sugar tits. You’ve been warned, princess. Chapter – 0001 GRACE I, Grace Monroe Sullivan, head of a charity foundation and daughter of Arthur Sullivan, the very conservative President of the United States, am staring at a cardboard box of blow-up dolls. And no, these are definitely not kids’ toys. I know the box contains blow-up dolls (free condoms and lube, too, apparently) because in bright orange lettering on the side, it announces the contents: LIFELIKE PERSONAL ROMANCE DOLLS! NOW WITH FREE GLOW-IN-THE-DARK-CONDOMS AND LUBR

Jubi held up a box, “this one is for you. From Royal.” She frowned as she looked to him and noted he was watching her carefully. “What is it?” “You need to open it to find out.” Jubi laughed. She gingerly unwrapped the square container and then lifted the lid off the box and stared at the little book with confusion. Then her heart leapt to her throat. “Royal,” she whispered. She lifted the book and stared at the cover. It was simply titled “Precious years one through five.” “Famke!” Precious looked over her shoulder to see what it was. “It’s about me!” She leaned back laughing, “that’s funny. Uncle Royal, you gave Famke a book about me?”

She said. "mmmm... Can I see the book? I mean if you want." The prince wanted to see the book. But Chenyin was scared to hand it over. "I promised to master that I- - -" "I won't open it. I will just want to touch it." He said. Chenyin gave the book to the Prince. The book was brown. It had a beautiful design on it. And it has also a lock on it. "Hey it has a lock on it. Did you notice?" He asked.

I looked at it with various things going through my head ,why did he have that much stuff just right here ,I just couldn't place my hands on it no matter how hard I tried to ,it was just as if nothing was going to explain the reasons why . A brown book caught my attention and when it did ,I didn't hesitate to grab it. From the hardcover ,I could tell that the content that we're In the book was going to be interesting but just as I opened one , something fell out of the book and on the floor heavily . I bent to look at it for a while, picking it up and wondering what the hell it was . looking at it ,it had two armies standing by a king in a protective manner and the king who looked directed h

That was the night I decided I did not want to cling to his business, especially when the 'caring and knowing' about his transactions with other women would hurt me. Even up to this point, I don't want to be too invested in the outcome. As I open the second bottle of white wine, the nauseating feeling at the back of my mind starts to float away into the ether. Hey! Don't judge me. I will share this bottle of wine. If someone happens to sit and drink with me, I will. Never in a million years, if someone had told me that one day I would be involved with a prince who's, in fact, real-life royalty, I would have snorted and laughed at their gentle, stupid face.

I reached for the shelves tagged Spell Books on Curses and took out one that caught my eye. It was a hardcover book. The cover was black, and on it was a gold imprint of a spell bottle. "Is it not funny how we keep meeting in unexpected places?" Prince Daryl's voice was small, careful not to enrage the librarian whose hawk eyes followed every movement of the students in the library. But even when it was a whisper, it still sent stills of caresses down my spine. "Perhaps you are stalking me, your Highness," I said, struggling to keep a blank face.

Kneeling down, she picked it up and read the title. “THE BOOK OF FORBIDDEN SPELLS.” There was no name of the creator anywhere on the book. Emmeline was not sure who had put the book in there but it was completely locked. The book was locked by a physical lock and a magical spell. She could tell because there was magic heat coming out from it.

Roxanne came out of nowhere. Arlen shut the book at once, fearing she may get upset for snooping. But Roxanne merely glanced at the cover and flipped through the pages, eager to show them to him. "This is a history book. It holds a compilation of important events concerning the Kingdoms of Slora. It's is a special edition from the forbidden library, and you're not allowed to read it." She took her seat. " But I can read it to you," Roxanne added when the youngster lowered his eyes.

Scheriziel screamed as she tried to snatch the book, but the king was too tall for her to grab the book as he raised his hand. "The cover looks decent enough. I never imagined it has—" "Kyaahhh!" Scheriziel ambushed the king, hoping he would be caught off-guard; so she could grab the book from his hand. "Oopssx~ were you about to snatch it? Let me learn from this book." He walked towards the bed and was about to sit on the edge of the bed.

Chapter 3 I stood in the centre of all the books in the library, my fingers trembling as I flipped through another ancient history book, the pages brittle under my touch. The ink bled in places, the words looked smudged with how old they looked, but the message was clear…royalty must marry royalty. Always. Without exception.